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*Sam wasn't intending to eavesdrop, but hell, he loved the fact his little bro could sing. So was soon, leaning against the doorway, arms folded, lightly tapping his foot on the floor in a quiet beat.*

[Little bro wasn't quite so little anymore, Sam. Anyway, Stevie remained mostly unaware that he had an audience, and continued to sing.]

Not a lot of people left around.
Who knows now.
Softly laying on the ground.
Not a lot people left around.

*He'd always be his little bro though! Sam's smile only grew and he began to walk further into the room, intending on just flopping down, sitting and watching.*

[Stevie flashes him a bright smile once he does. Once done with the song, he joins Sam on the bed.]

Anyone ever tell you it's not nice to sneak up on people?

Think Mom has once or twice.

Good song, man.

[Waits till he's finished and smirks] Dude, I totally get turned on by your voice.

That's... [Hello Earth? Can you please swallow him whole?] You're like worse than your brother.

But you love me really. [Hannah does love to tease him, she can't help it. She really does only tease the people she likes]

No. I don't, actually. I just put up with you because our brothers are friends. You're like the sister I never asked for.

[She kinda frowned then, Hannah actually thought of him as a friend but obviously she was nothing but a pain in hia ass] Great, thanks, and don't worry I wont be bothering you again.

[Hurt feelings, yes]

[Well crap. Sometimes, Stevie tended to forget that just because she was a Puckerman didn't mean she was like Puck.]

Look, I'm sorry. That was mean. You just... with the... it was weird.

Whatever okay. I get it. I'm pretty much nothing but scum on your shoe, fuck I wish you were more like Sam.

[shoves her hands into her pockets, kicking at something on the ground as she heads off]

[Why so talented, baby brother? Sam smiles as he listens, nodding along.]

[Because even though he's the middle child, he ain't no Jan Brady. Stevie continues on, cracking a smile and looking Sam right in the eye as he hits the appropriate line.]

In my life, I have seen,
People walk into the sea,
Just to find memories,
Plagued by constant misery,
Their eyes cast down,
Fixed upon the ground,
Their eyes cast down

I'll keep my eyes fixed on the sun

[And obviously that last line resonates with him. With the both of them. And honestly, he's never been prouder to call Stevie his brother right now.]

[It's a painful part of their past. Much moreso for Sam than it was for Stevie, because at least he'd had his older brother making things as normal as possible for him. However, they made it through and he's never been happier than he is now.]

Shake me down,
Cut my hair on a silver cloud,
Broken sound,
Softly laying on the ground, ooooh
Not a lot people left around, ooooh, ooooh

In my past, bittersweet,
There's no love between the sheets,
Taste the blood, broken dreams,
Lonely times indeed,
With eyes cast down,
Fixed upon the ground,
Eyes cast down

I'll keep my eyes fixed on the sun

[Moving over toward Sam, he throws an arm around his brother, not once stopping his impromptu performance.]

[And it's that last line that really resonates with him. With the both of them. He grins as Stevie throws an arm around him and gives his little brother a noogie.]